It took Song Wenbin for a few days to get used to the new life without live broadcasting, these days he has eaten, slept and slept, and soon his face has grown stubble, and he is a lot weaker.

On this day, he woke up from a pile of beer bottles, and there was a violent knock on the door, and he staggered out of his hangover to open the door. Before the door could open, a lion's roar was heard from the door.

"The rent is going to be paid! You know! ”

It was a middle-aged woman with thick glasses and a horse face, and the woman held a bunch of keys in her hand and said impatiently: "I owe it for a month!" ”

Song Wenbin rubbed his hair and muttered, "It's not even a month, isn't there still a deposit?" ”

"What should I do if the deposit is deducted and the house is damaged!"

The middle-aged woman crossed her waist and said in shock: "As she spoke, she looked into Song Wenbin's room, pinched her nose and scolded: "Hell, do you know what tricks you young people can do in my house!" Dirty dead! ”

"Okay, good, give it to you at the end of the month, give it to you at the end of the month."

Song Wenbin said to the landlord calmly.

"Don't be sloppy with me! At the end of the month, it's next month, and your house is rented on the 15th! The landlord bluffed and said, "You don't have enough deposit!" ”

"I see!"

Song Wenbin finally cheered up and said loudly: "It's only a few thousand, can I still owe you that little money?" I will definitely give it to you when the time comes! ”

Thinking that Song Wenbin really didn't owe money, the landlord and aunt kicked the slippers and left crookedly.

Bang!

Song Wenbin closed the door with a gloomy face, kicked open the can next to the bed, lay on the bed and opened the boss and brushed it.

Although Song Wenbin had some income from the live broadcast, the money was used by Song Wenbin to subsidize Ma Qiang's crumbling car dealership, and he was blocked before he entered the stage of realization, so he was very short of money at the moment.

Recently, he has been waiting for the news of the unblocking of the live broadcast room, and has been trying to appeal, but all the news has been lost. A full month passed, and he realized that he had kicked the iron plate and walked on a dead end.

It's just that he has become accustomed to the life of live broadcasting, and now he is asked to change careers to do something else, and he doesn't know what to do. At this moment, he can only brush the boss aimlessly to see if there is a job that suits him.

Brushing and brushing, he suddenly sat up straight, his expression a little surprised.

Because he swiped a job posting that was completely different from all the recruitments.

Seal Entertainment.

Recruit moderators

There is no limit to academic qualifications

Experience is not limited

Salary 15-30k

Of course, this information is normal, only the following needs make Song Wenbin's eyes widen.

(Needs, male, not interested in women are preferred.) ）

After staring at this simple recruitment for a long time, Song Wenbin sat up straight, he had never seen such a strange recruitment demand in his twenty-five years.

With a strange temptation, Song Wenbin took the initiative to choose to start communicating with HR on the other side, but the speed of the other party's reply was unusually fast, fast and almost urgent, almost splitting his face, and after saying hello, the other party sent a question.

"Are you gay, please?"

Of course not, Song Wenbin doesn't like men.

He answered the other person's question, and the other person seemed to be slow to reply.

It took a while for a suspicious message to arrive.

"So, aren't you interested in women?"

Isn't Song Wenbin interested in women?

Neither is it.

It's just that...

Song Wenbin looked at the Rem poster on the wall, obviously her wife was pasting it with her sister in another dimension. After thinking about it, he directly took a picture of the poster on the wall and sent it over, with the text: "I have a wife." ”

Song Wenbin regretted it after saying that, he felt as if he was too casual and stupid, so he long-pressed the message to withdraw this damn embarrassing message. However, before he could withdraw it, a message came from the other side.

"Come to Mishan International A3, 12F for an interview, the sooner the better."

After staring at this message for a long time, Song Wenbin pinched his face to make sure that he was not dreaming. Then he jumped out of bed with a grunt and rushed to the bathroom.

Whether the other party has a problem or has a problem himself, this short but bizarre communication has already aroused Song Wenbin's interest, and he really wants to know what kind of plane the other party is doing.

Song Wenbin was a natural man of action, and after making his decision, he shaved his beard and took a hot bath. After taking a shower, he looked in the mirror, he was one meter eight tall in the mirror, although his appearance was not handsome, but he was middle-class, after all, he was an outdoor anchor, Song Wenbin was still more concerned about his image, took care of his hair neatly, changed into a clean motorcycle suit, and then set off.

After going downstairs, Song Wenbin first came to Ma Qiang's car dealership, Ma Qiang's second-hand car dealership had already opened, and he was sitting in the office with Erlang's legs crossed and swiping Douyin, smirking happily.

Seeing Song Wenbin coming over in a black motorcycle suit, he sat up in some surprise and asked, "Are you going out?" ”

"I'm going to S City."

Song Wenbin said, he walked to the front desk and rummaged through the boxes stacked with car keys at the front desk.

"To S City? What are you doing? ”

"Apply for the job." Song Wenbin said.

Ma Qiangpei sat up and said happily: "You have found a job?" ”

"Not necessarily, it's just a job to apply, it seems to be a host's job."

Song Wenbin said, taking out a key with a blue and white grid printed on it from the pile of keys.

Ma Qiang was overjoyed when he heard that he was not the anchor, so he threw away his hand and rummaged through the cabinet in the office, found an AGV carbon fiber helmet that had been treasured for many years, handed it to Song Wenbin, gave him a pair of gloves, and advised: "Pay attention to safety on the road." ”

Song Wenbin took it and put it on, walked to a blue, white and red BMW double R parked in the corner of the store and rode up.

"Behave well!"

Ma Qiang admonished.

He was answered by the loud roar of the engine, and the double R slowly slipped out of the driveway, and then ran away in an instant.

S City is 170 kilometers away from H City, where Song Wenbin is located, and Song Wenbin didn't want to miss this strange job, so he chose the fastest way to hurry.

However, at the entrance, there was a long queue of cars.

Song Wenbin didn't know what was going on, so he had to stop, the car was moving forward slowly, Song Wenbin kept looking at the time, and the double R made an unpleasant panting sound.

Finally, when he rubbed near the exit, Song Wenbin found that there was a nucleic acid check at the intersection.

At this time, there were more and more cars behind, and the horns kept ringing. Song Wenbin finally squeezed to the intersection and found that several motorcycle adv and a GTR were checking in front.

There is a natural sense of intimacy between people riding motorcycles, Song Wenbin rode the car to the side of the adv, and the owner saw a double R, and immediately opened his helmet and greeted him friendly.

Song Wenbin also greeted him, and the two naturally chatted.

"Where's my brother?"

"S City, where are you coming from?"

"When I came back from playing in Jingshan, I could only ride a motorcycle to walk around."

"Who's to say it's not."

"Whew, don't mention it."

Song Wenbin was also angry when he heard this kind of words, and echoed: "This kind of person is the most hateful, when he goes abroad, he feels that he is superior, and he doesn't abide by the rules when he comes back, he really has no quality." ”

"Who's to say it's not."

Uncle Molo thought so, and soared the quintessence of the country: "XX is the most annoying kind of XX, go out, come back and do something." ”

"The grass on the wall is all this virtue."

Song Wenbin lay on the motorcycle to comfort his uncle.

But at this time, the GTR on the side couldn't stand it, a short-haired girl wearing sunglasses poked her head out of the car window, frowned at the motorcycle next to her, and said: "Hey, I said a few of you, can you clean your mouth a little, you know so much!" ”

"Huh?"

Uncle Motorcycle looked at the young girl in the GTR and said in surprise: "Girls drive GTR? ”

"Why can't girls drive GTR?"

The short-haired girl held her head high like a hedgehog and said: "Civilized society, please accumulate some virtues, don't put those words on your lips at every turn." ”

"Hehe..."

Uncle Motorcycle smiled and didn't quarrel with her, but just made a helpless expression at Song Wenbin, and then put down the lenses.

Song Wenbin habitually looked the GTR up and down, gray, rough interior, buzzing, square buttocks, it was a car outside his aesthetics.

Look at the girl in the car, she is wearing sunglasses and leather gloves, wearing a short leather coat, and she has a serious expression, as if she is ready to have a debate about women's rights with someone at any time.

Song Wenbin has come into contact with some girls who dress up in subcultures during the live broadcast, but she found that almost all the subculture girls she came into contact with were a little bitter and hateful. Obviously he is very strange, but when he is looked at a little more, he feels offended. This is especially true for girls who come back from abroad and wear subcultures, eager to add scenes to themselves anytime and anywhere.

There is no doubt that Song Wenbin is the most hated type of girl.

Sure enough, when the girl saw Song Wenbin looking at herself, she also pulled down her sunglasses and glared at him.

Song Wenbin was not used to her, so he took off his helmet directly, spat contemptuously on the wheel of the Nissan GTR, and then put the helmet back on.

The girl was stunned, she immediately opened the car door, and was angry like a powder keg that was ignited: "Motorcycle guy! What do you mean!? ”

Song Wenbin didn't speak, but Double R let out a muffled snort of displeasure, expressing the owner's inner thoughts.

The girl was even more angry, she slammed the car door and strode towards Song Wenbin. Seeing this, a few older uncles on the side immediately jumped down, opened their arms in front of Song Wenbin, and shouted: "What are you doing so impulsively!" There's going to be a fight! ”

The girl and a few Mo uncles pushed each other, she crossed the shoulders of one of the Mo uncles, pointed at Song Wenbin and scolded: "Mo guy! What to pack on a broken BMW? ”

Although Song Wenbin rides a BMW, this BMW is not his, in fact, all his cars are Ma Qiang's second-hand cars, and this double R is the same. However, apart from live streaming, he is too lazy to talk to any woman. So in the face of the short-haired woman's questioning, he turned a deaf ear.

At this time, the commotion attracted the police on the side, who immediately gathered around and reprimanded loudly: "What a noise! Let's all go back to the car! ”

The short-haired woman angrily returned to the car and slammed the door shut.

After a while, it was finally Song Wenbin's turn, and after checking the nucleic acid report, he entered the highway from H City to S City.

After driving for a while, Song Wenbin heard a buzzing sound from behind, and he didn't have to look in the rearview mirror, and soon the gray GTR passed past Song Wenbin.

Song Wenbin felt funny in his heart, he bent down and lay on the frame, raised the gear, and it took less than two seconds for him to overtake the GTR, and galloped all the way, and soon threw the GTR out of sight.